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You think that's bad. This one night, while camping, (not band camp) bunch of us were sitting around the fire drinking,
I look over,
and see my dog in the middle of a 3-dog hump train, humping their way across the yard in front of the cabin. He was giving the bone to my sister's dog (male), and the neighbor's chow was behind my dog giving it to him.
Too bad this was way before everyone had those nifty digital cameras or camera phones or I'd have taken imagery.
Finding out your boy is gay can be tough on a person.
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